By Ken Sehested
Written in response to a friend’s agonizing note reporting on the
harrowing violence unfolding in Ukraine
We, from this distance and in our negligent comfort and
delinquent affluence, lack the ability to stretch our hands to
yours to feel your shivers; to enlarge our hearts so that they
beat in rhythm with your sobs; to train our eyes so that they
rise above the frivolous, paltry distractions, immune to grief,
comforted in our colonized minds, asking only
what more is there to drink?
what more, to eat?
what more, to abduct our attention from the brutal fate
of distant, disposable victims of imperial lust and
Kyrie eleison, Lord have mercy.Continue reading “Intercessions are Being Launched”